[Unaware of her inner thoughts, Silco continued to tend to her hair but watched her. He burned with questions about what happened to her, to Zaun, to everything that he had built. He wanted to know what happened to his body, the Chem-Barons, how Piltover had responded to the bombing. However, he knew that peppering her with questions in such a state would only drive her away from him, and that was not a risk that he was willing to take after recently having her arrive back.

His fingers continued their work, making some progress at the worst portions for her hair. He turned his head to regard her at the question.]

If you wish me to, yes I will. I'll watch over you as long as you need.

[The water was already turning gray as the roughness of her journey was soaked off of her skin. He would decide to change the water to fresh in time.]

Once you're warmed up and bathed, we should get a small meal into you and then an attempt at sleep? When was the last time you had a few hours?